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So, I pull up to the 'Rents' house last night after an engaging evening down at FGC. It's after 11PM and I am very, very tired when I see some sort of large-ish black animal go racing across the front yard. As I pull up it jumps up onto the passenger side window only to become the Pup (I will deny any reports of girlish shrieking to my dying day, just so we're clear;-). I turn off the car and open the door and he comes around to jump on me and I am met with the foulest stench. Knowing that he must have rolled in something awful I tell him to get down and together we make our way into the house and down to the bathroom where I bathe him, but not before he jumped all over my bedsheets and got whatever he had rolled in on them.

Obviously the Mum and Da don't have the Pup radar that I have so they allow things like this to happen when I'm not around to corral him. And people wonder why he's coming with me when I move out.

So yes, that was quite an adventure, and no mistake. OMG!, you know what I just realized? ( Lost Finale Spoilers )

Dangit, now my fingers are all sticky from the glue stick. Though glue on my fingers is a million times better then the taste of envelope glue. ptooie

Okay, mornings really aren't my time of day. Maybe I'll be more coherent by, I don't know 8PM, or something.

ETA: Since I have never officially stated it, the two bestest comics in the world are Dinosaur Comics and the_dean_show. They fill me with absolute glee.